Katniss's P.O.V.
As I glance over at Peeta, his eyes weren't filled with fear, they were filled with anger. Like they were ready to fight. "Well, let me get started. I have a few friends, though, that I thought you might want to see before we start," Gale said with a lot of happiness in his voice. Like torturing us made him thrilled. At that time I knew the enemy had done something to him, that couldn't be changed. "What the hell do you mean, your friends? Who the hell are your friends?"Peeta said with very much security in his voice, like he was sure he was going to protect me. But I think that security changed when he saw all of Gale's friends. Cato, Clove, Glimmer, Marvel, Foxface, Thresh, Rue, Finninck, Mags, Wiress, Boggs, Messala, President Coin and Snow, and Prim. They were all mutts. All the people who died that we can remember, some we loved, and some we hated, but that didn't matter. There was 16 of them and only 2 of us. "Katniss run, go upstairs and get a bow and arrow, I'm sure Gale has them in his house,"Peeta said with fear and security in his voice. I ran as fast I could to upstairs and went inside Gale's room to grab the arrow I could see. And then I saw it. The arrow Beetee gave Gale during the war against the Capitol. I grabbed it shot the first mutts I could see. Peeta was standing on top of a big book shelf so the mutts couldn't reach him. Of course Prim couldn't reach him. She's so short. She's just a little duck. Even as a mutt she doesn't look scary. I started to shoot Cato, Clove, Glimmer, Marvel, Foxface, the presidents, and Messala. 7 dead. The rest I just can't kill. Thresh saved me from being killed, Rue was my ally ad made me think of Prim in the first Hunger Games I was in, Finnick was a very close friend and saved me too in my second Hunger Games, Mags was just a super sweet old lady with so much love, Wiress was a genius and without her I wouldn't know a lot of things in the second Hunger Games, Boggs was my commander and told me everything I needed to know in the war against the Capitol, and then there's Prim. Loving, thoughtful, smart, optimistic Prim. How on earth can I kill my little sister, even if she's in mutt form. But the look on Peeta's face was just so desperate, like he couldn't survive without me killing these people. And the truth was, he was right. These aren't the sweet people that I knew, they are the horrible version of them.
I started shooting Thresh, Rue which was very hard, Finnick, Mags, Wiress, Boggs, and then my arrow froze. It was only Gale and Prim left. My best friend who always had my back, and my little sister who was always the optimistic one, and never gave up. Peeta looked at me like he understood why I was scared to shoot. But those eyes. You could stare and see Prim's brown eyes, and Gale's olive eyes just staring at me. "Just shoot!,"Peeta said with no security and only fear in his voice. I stared at him and then I shot Prim, but not Gale. He's the one who's really alive, he's only turned into a monster by what the enemy did. Prim was actually dead. She was made by a computer. Peeta jumped off the book shelf and grabbed a knife off the table, so if Gale came at him, he would stab him. Gale just stood there saying, "Come on, get at me I don't care. Just kill me because I'm the only one in the room who knows that you'll regret it." What did that mean that we'll regret it. Maybe the enemy will kill us if we kill him. Oh wait, let me tell you who the enemy is. The enemy are the people of District 13. Even though most of them are living above ground and built their own District and are not the enemy, some of them still are living below ground and want nothing to do with the country of Panem. Rumor is that lately they have been planning to attack Panem so that they can have full control of the country of Panem. I guess the enemy is coming after us because we are one of the main fighters in Panem. They must have hired Gale to learn more about me because he knows me so well. Just as I was about to let go of the arrow, I looked out the window and I saw them. The long-clawed, vicious creatures. An army of them. Of mutts.